Prince Mozun, who seems to be a mythical figure, is naturally synonymous with the most powerful person in the Southern Wilderness Continent.

Even if it is Feng Qiwu, he is not his opponent.

Mo Zun imprisoned him, and his blue eyes quietly reflected his own face.

In his eyes, a very dangerous color appeared.

"Feng Qiwu-" Mo Zun stared at him and called his name coldly.

As soon as these three words fell, as if they had been named by the god of death, all the demon clans, at that moment, their breathing became lighter.

"This prince never murders in vain-" Mo Zun said, the corners of his lips outlined a charming amplitude, and cold fingers fell on his heart, "It's a pity, you completely angered me-"

Every time he said a word, his whole body exuded a different breath, on the Cangyi Continent, no one had ever dared to fight the idea of the Cangyi Temple, Fengqi Wu really ate the courage of the ambitious leopard, and even he Mozun dared to pit.

Fengqi Wu's demon eyes are also very cold, in order to get Mozun's face, he planned for fifty years, and this addiction is not over, and he took it back.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor has always pursued a little bit, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the handsome face must not be messed up!

He's too ugly himself, and he doesn't have a beautiful man's face to cover it, so he's really embarrassed to see people-

In front of Mo Zun, if it was someone else, it is estimated that he would have trembled a long time ago, and his body was soft, but Feng Qiwu was not afraid of him, although he was defeated, he was not miserable.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor is undoubtedly powerful, even if the opponent's Mo Zun and the arrogant Demon Emperor will never bow their heads!

Before Mo Zun made a move, he directly sacrificed the Seven Killing Ding, even if he died, His Majesty the Demon Emperor also pursued it, and he was determined to die handsomely!

"Heh-" Mo Zun was directly hit by the demon killing aura of the Seven Killing Ding, and the hand that fell on Feng Qiwu's chest loosened, and he took a step back, and a layer of aqua blue light lingered all over his body, which was made of his own divine power.

As rumored in the outside world, the royal family of the Cangyi Temple is indeed the descendants of the God Clan.

Mo Zun is the most powerful man in the Cangyi Temple!

With a wave of his backhand, the demon killing aura of the Seven Killing Ding was directly dispersed, and the blue eyes that were not stained with half of the impurities couldn't tell if it was cold or what, like blue ice crystals, beautiful, but inexplicably terrifying.

The pink and white lotus in his hand was dyed with aqua blue light, and in an instant, it turned into a giant dragon and roared towards the phoenix.

"Poof-" Feng Qiwu was shocked and spat blood on the spot, even if he had the Seven Killing Ding in his hand, he was not Mo Zun's opponent!

The whole person's head was stunned and almost blank.

The teleportation jade platform in the portable space, as if sensing his danger, opened automatically, and completely disappeared from the void before Mo Zun could make the next attack in a hurry.

"Did you run away?" Mo Zun's hand stopped in the void, and the roaring dragon turned into a lotus flower between his fingers in an instant.

He didn't catch up, he glanced back, looked at the demon clan that had been destroyed for most of them, and his face inexplicably revealed a sense of compassion, like a savior, and couldn't help but say, "Evil-"

The demons vomited blood one after another, and they did such evil, is it all due to the power of your perverted state, Your Royal Highness the Prince?

Unexpectedly, their Demon Emperor His Majesty was wiped out alive in the void.

These demon clans were too far away to look carefully, and all the demon clans thought that it was Mozun's dragon that wiped out Fengqiwu.